Christmas in a Cupboard

The coveted kitchen cupboard looks like this 

and to this Little One it is the most glorious wondrous thing in the world to behold. 

He will stand on the counter for minutes at a time in awe just looking and smiling. Sometimes he talks to the cupboard and sometimes he snaps his fingers and sings as he stands there. He pulls things out, looks at them, shakes them, smells them, hugs them, asks to taste them then replaces them. 

   Presents under the Christmas Tree, Ornaments, Nativity, Gingerbread House, he could care less but this cupboard gets a visit at least three times a day (and I know it's not to stare at the red pepper soup) his visits usually end in tears. He has started to learn though and now asks for raisins or dried cranberries which delays the sadness which is inevitable unless I were to let him eat  it all, which would also end in sadness as then it would not be there at all.